Chloe—that nobody from the countryside, that insignificant girl with neither status nor influence—had just walked away with 180 million dollars. How absurd! Should she call her naive or just plain foolish? The title of Mrs. Myers, wife of the CEO, was worth billions, yet she settled for a mere 180 million. Perhaps for someone like Chloe, that amount seemed like unimaginable wealth! But then again, how much money had a country girl like her ever seen? 180 million was probably beyond anything she'd ever dreamed of—no wonder she made sure to specify it so clearly in the divorce agreement. Madilyn instructed the staff to help the still-drowsy Arthur back to his room to rest. She remained seated on the sofa, her anger simmering, unable to settle. "Mrs. Madilyn Myers, please don't be upset. Have some coffee." Jennifer personally prepared a cup and handed it to Madilyn.Madilyn looked up at Jennifer, her expression unreadable. She didn't refuse the coffee, simply accepting it without comment. "Mrs. Madilyn Myers, Arthur wasn't himself today. He spoke carelessly and upset you. I apologize on his behalf." Jennifer's voice was gentle. "Chloe and Arthur are divorced now. Despite all the drama Chloe caused, Arthur still feels responsible and wants to ensure she's provided for." "He actually wants to secure that country girl's future?" Madilyn's eyes widened in disbelief. "Jennifer, couldn't you stop him?" Jennifer froze, caught off guard. "Mrs. Madilyn Myers, I..." Madilyn realized she had spoken too harshly. She cleared her throat and tried again. "Jennifer, we're both women. Don't tell me you don't have your own ambitions?" "Mrs. Madilyn Myers, I'm not sure what you mean." Jennifer lowered her head, feigning shyness and nervousness. Madilyn studied her, her tone firm. "You're in love with Arthur." "Arthur is remarkable and so considerate. Honestly... any woman would be drawn to him." Jennifer's cheeks flushed deeper as she spoke. Observing the seemingly modest Jennifer, Madilyn couldn't help but compare her to Chloe. Jennifer was clearly the superior choice. The only thing Chloe had going for her was her appearance, but how long could looks last? Beauty didn't pay the bills. A woman needed to have cleverness and strategy, especially when dealing with exceptional men. Chloe, that uncultured country girl, couldn't possibly compare to a world-renowned pianist. Jennifer had a child in tow and was using her past act of saving Arthur's life to get closer to him. Her intentions were transparent. Still, compared to Chloe's lowly status, Jennifer was undoubtedly an upgrade. Even if she wasn't Madilyn's ideal daughter-in-law, as long as she could help eliminate Chloe's influence, Madilyn was willing to tolerate her presence in Myers Manor for now. "So I'll take that as confirmation of your feelings for Arthur." Madilyn lowered her voice, concealing her own emotions. Jennifer looked up at Madilyn, feigning confusion. "Mrs. Madilyn Myers, what are you implying?" "Since we're being candid, I'll speak plainly." Madilyn's tone grew more authoritative. "Ms. Williams, since you have feelings for Arthur, you should understand the history between him and Chloe. I cannot stand that woman. Even though they're divorced, Robert remains their child—meaning there will always be some connection." "I want you to keep a close watch on Arthur. Ensure they don't reconcile under any circumstances." Madilyn's voice was resolute, the disgust in her eyes unmistakable. Jennifer appeared shocked. Internally, however, she felt a thrill of triumph. This old woman was essentially inviting her to form an alliance. For now, at least, Madilyn was on her side. "Mrs. Madilyn Myers, to be honest, I do care for Arthur. But I've always kept my feelings to myself. I've never confessed to him. Now that he's freshly divorced and hurting, if I insert myself into this situation..." Jennifer's voice trembled delicately. "I nearly died once, but fate gave me a second chance. I'm alive and was fortunate enough to meet Arthur. That alone feels like more than I deserve. When you've faced death, you realize all the money in the world means nothing." Madilyn's eyes darkened, and she muttered under her breath. "Sometimes, a woman must be strategic—especially when it comes to matters of the heart." Madilyn snorted, gave Jennifer a swift appraisal, and stood to leave, her displeasure evident. "Mrs. Madilyn Myers!" Jennifer quickly reached for Madilyn's hand. Madilyn turned back, her gaze fixed on Jennifer."Mrs. Madilyn Myers, I will do everything in my power to become the woman most worthy of standing by Arthur's side," Jennifer spoke with solemn determination, each word weighted with resolve. Madilyn stared at Jennifer, a cold light flickering in her eyes—clearly dissatisfied with the declaration. Jennifer met her gaze steadily, calm and unyielding, her determination unwavering.